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Yes, he was no longer the naïve priest of Rosada, he knew that Demund and Anrui, and the sword that pierced the eldest brother's heart, would always be a wound that he could not heal, if there was a gray robe to extract his soul and make it into a soul gem, he would definitely be able to taste a deep bitterness from it, and the suffering and tragic death of the teachers who were exiled together made him even more difficult to let go, and sometimes, he woke up in his sleep and burst into tears. Baldwin envied that he had been able to receive Rosada's forgiveness in such a short period of time, but that only made Adel more miserable - if he hadn't maintained his faith in Rosada, he might have questioned whether his gods had made a wrong mistake in his affairs.

He knew that his disposition was in fact not as good as people thought it would be, and after leaving the White Tower, he was full of hatred for himself, how could a man who would not even cherish himself open his arms and embrace the light? Mercy, in a sense, is a condescending emotion, the rich pity the poor, the healthy pity the sick, the noble pity the lowly, but can he, a true sinner, really stand in such a lofty position? They have not killed their brothers, nor harmed their teachers, nor plunged a city into plagues and riots, let alone denigrated and despised the gods they serve.

Adel didn't need anything, power, fame, love and respect, he didn't want anything, these were fine clothes for others, but for him they were the whip of his conscience all the time - he just had to do the hard work constantly, constantly, constantly, not for anyone, not for the gods, just so that he would not be subjected to long and harsh tortures - he was such a selfish man. So as soon as he heard about Cremar, he agreed to the request of the elven ranger Kerryben without a pause, although this request would make many people hesitate, after all, Grenada is a well-known country ruled by the cruel and ruthless red dragon, and Master Alva once jokingly said that every Grenada, even if he is still a baby, is most likely not innocent, because he has tasted other people's flesh in his mother's womb.

Especially since the person he was going to meet and help was a member of the royal family of Grenada, one of the youngest sons of King Grenada, and perhaps the dark-haired spellcaster had deceived everyone, and Adel thought that if that was the case, then he might look for an opportunity to let his former companions and comrades die silently - he might not be able to do it, and even if he did, the priest of Rosada would only die or worse, but he could see that Kerry was still hopeful - He didn't want that hope to one day become a dagger to pierce the elf's back.

Thankfully, the worst he had done didn't come to pass, but the situation had become even more difficult, as they were literally walking in the mud and had to keep their feet clean - their strength was too weak, Adel had thought more than once since he came here, but to be honest, he didn't really want such help - although for the Grenada, the mighty succubus and the grey robe were almost everyone's dream treasures.

Maybe for them...... These two are truly extraordinary...... Guests, especially when Kelth, the daughter of the Red Dragon, invaded the palace and nearly wiped out Adel along with the bestiar slaves who had been taken under the wings of the black-haired dragonborn, one warlock died unequivocally at the hands of the succubus, and the other, although Adel convinced the poor and cowardly children that they had killed a warlock, was still a warlock who was not weak, he also felt an indelible sense of disobedience.

Thankfully, the gray robe brought by Kelce was obviously biased towards them, and Adel couldn't find a reason, but under the threat of his life, these could only be said to be trivial things, but what he didn't expect was that the gray robe would come uninvited again the next day, and it was none other than the female succubus named Ferek Hill who greeted him...... Although this place belongs to Cremar, from the bottom of his heart, even if the black-haired Dragonborn is present, he may not be able to defend his sovereignty.

One walks side by side with evil, and the other makes evil bend its knees, and Adel doesn't feel at all that a priest of Rosada can keep both out, let alone the succubus Ferek Hill summoned by Cremar and kept as a hole card.

And what made Adel feel relieved and sad was that these two incarnations of the bottomless abyss actually occupied the palace and courtyard of the black-haired dragonborn so happily, and after a busy day, when he returned to the palace, he saw this scene - the succubus and the gray robe were lying comfortably on the soft fur, looking up at the night sky covered by the haze, maybe it reminded the succubus of the sky of the endless abyss, the sky of the endless abyss has never appeared clear blue or bright galaxy, but this posture is too human- When two non-humans (don't say to a priest in Rosada, the grey robe is also human) make a gesture that belongs to humanity, it only makes Adele, who is well aware of the nature of both, shudder.

The problem was that they seemed to have done it very thoroughly, and instead of human fingers and eyes, the silver platters were piled up with one of the Grenada's favorite gooey desserts, and the crystal cups and pots were not filled with blood wine, which made the birds that surrounded them and served them much more relaxed, and they were even willing to sit next to Ferrekhill, whose fingers were buried in their fluffy feathers— As for the gray robe, he was wearing a silk satin robe like flowing moonlight, gray though it was gray, but more akin to silver gray than the dark gray or grayish black that the undead preferred, which made him look less threatening, and he, like many dragonborns, had a charming, if not beautiful, face, as he spoke to one of the squire leaders, casually tossing shimmering shards into the depths of the vines, and the squire leader's eyes were about to freeze into tangible fingers.

If Adel of the White Tower was still unfamiliar with such things, the priest of Rosada, who had been wandering around for so many years, would have had no trouble discerning what they were—even if he wasn't sure for a moment, he could be sure of the answer he had come up with after seeing them snatched away by the writhing claws and tentacles that writhed like shadows. Those are fragments of soul gems, complete soul gems can be used as currency and food for trading with demons, demons, and other evil forces, but there are also some indulgent gray robes that will crush them and scatter them in the darkness, just like a human would make a fish nest before fishing, and the gray robe, or other spellcaster, will do the same when it is necessary to find or catch ghosts and weak abyssal creatures, but there is no doubt that it is much more extravagant than tossing some wine-soaked bread balls.

Before Adel approached them, the head of the squire had withdrawn from the grey robe, but her fingers had already been clenched, as if she had been rewarded or bait, and just as the priest of Rosada was about to pretend that he hadn't seen anything, he was grabbed by an invisible finger.

"You have a visitor," said the grey robe, his slender eyes tilting slightly downward, then rising with an unbridled smile, "a very important guest, I think." ”

"Do you know who he is?"

"A person who is not so strange. Greyrobe said wistfully, propping his index finger on his cheek, "He might have some surprising advice for you, but you should know that Ferek Hill and I are here. ”

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But for Adele, the man was unfamiliar.

"Maybe you've heard my name," said the tall red-robed warlock, "I'm Ostal." ”

Adair tried his best to suppress his surprise and fear, of course he had heard of this name, the leader of the three legions of Dragonclaw, Dragontooth and Dragonthorn, although the name of the leader of the Dragonthorn Legion is rarely known to outsiders, but his companion is Cremar, this semi-open secret will certainly not hide anything from Adel: "It is a great honor," he bowed, "My master once mentioned your name, Your Excellency, you are a powerful and wise warlock, and you are in the service of the venerable Gredy as he is. ”

Ostar smiled, he didn't think that this cunning priest would forget the black hands that manipulated Demon: "I thought that His Highness Cremar was not your master, Adele, he should be your companion or friend. ”

"I have no companions or friends in Grenada, my Excellency," Adair said cautiously, "I am looking for a master who will give me glory and power, not a mere mortal of unknown origin. ”

"Our Highness is certainly not a mortal," Ostal said, "and he should be above most people, including the Dragonborn. ”

Adel remained silent. Then he saw Ostarr pull open a scroll and tear it up, magic gushing out of the broken lines and disappearing in the air. "A spell that guarantees that our next conversation will not be recorded and eavesdropped, very reliable. Redrobe said, and then he walked over to one of the chairs in the room and sat down, making a gesture to invite Adair to sit down as if he were the master of the room.

Adel is certainly as good as he is.

"You should already know," Ostar said, after Adair had cautiously fallen silent again, "that lady who is trying to destroy you once and for all is none other than you...... Master, if you insist, the sister of Her Highness Cremar, although she never admits it, there is indeed a blood relationship between them. ”

"It's amazing. Adair said perfunctorily.

"It's very common in Grenada, because children need to compete for resources from their parents, and each sibling is an enemy, and they may become allies, and that's when the threat from the outside is greater than from within. Ostal said: "Now His Highness Cremar is unfortunately this external and internal threat. Ostal crossed his fingers: "Kelmen and Kelce are eggs in a nest, and they're ...... They never minded being each other's lovers, so for the time being, their relationship was closer than anyone else's, and they also had a red dragon mother, who was Gredy's daughter, a giant dragon. ”

"I must say I'm sorry," said Adair, "but I may be a little too stupid, what do you want to say?"

"Do you think that lady is a person who is good at patience and concession?"

"Probably not. ”

"Absolutely not. "She is just waiting, looking for an opportunity, and she is about to find it--the domain of His Highness Kremar......" Ostal lowered his voice, not to avoid being heard, but to add weight to his words: "His slave, his darling, his tower - whatever is lost will make our Highness angry and sad...... And his enemies can laugh at it. ”

"I am very grateful," said Adelle, "and I will ...... my master."

"I'm afraid it's too late," said Ostal, "do you know where he is now? thousands of miles away! And he can't leave his legion behind and return to Grenada—your letters, or anything else, will only have a detrimental effect on him, and trust me, don't let him feel remorse." ”

"So ......"

"You choose to believe in a grey robe, and a demon?" said Ostar, "your master maybe." But you, a depraved pastor, no, maybe not yet, you're still wearing a white robe, and that's dangerous. ”

"Shall I trust you, then?" asked Adair rhetorically, "Dermon's mentor?"

Ostal smiled: "You have to believe that because we have common interests, this is more reliable than any covenant or emotion." ”

"Speak up, Your Excellency. Adair calmly pulled his cloak from the red-robed gaze, "I don't think you're here just to warn me. ”

"I have accepted a commission," said Ostahl, "and some have grown tired of seeing Kels, and the daughter of the red dragon continues to appear in the streets, temples, and chambers of the royal capital of Grenada. ”

"What do you need me to do?"

"A bait," Austal said, "a delicious little bug that hooked Kels." (To be continued.) )